Baby is too tempting: Uncle, it hurts

"That won't work." Xie Zhihui shook her head, "at the beginning, my sister was so kind to me and thought of everything for me. I felt bad when she left. She must still worry about you. I'll worship her and talk to her so that she can be at ease in heaven."

Xia seventeen knew she couldn't persuade Xie Zhihui, so she didn't say much.

Xie Zhihui looked at the woman with gentle eyebrows and eyes in the photo frame and sighed: "it's a pity that your brother hasn't heard from you for so many years, which makes your father and I have no face to your mother."

Xia seventeen almost blurted out that she had seen her brother. She just thought of something and held it back.

"Don't worry, my eldest brother Ji has his own nature. He must be fine. I think he will come back as long as he lives."

Xie Zhihui nodded: "I hope..."

In the twinkling of an eye, on December 28, Xia 17's family dressed up, prepared sacrificial supplies, went out of the door together and drove to the cemetery.

Xia seventeen's mother's tomb is in a good feng shui location, surrounded by shrubs.

Xia Yanbin put a large handful of daffodils next to the tombstone, sighed and spoke to his wife who died early.

Xie Zhihui quietly accompanied him, and Xia seventeen and Tang Doudou were silent.

For her mother, Xia seventeen remembered clearly that blood was thicker than water. In the face of her mother's death, she was unacceptable at first. Later, she slowly let go of it, so it was no longer so uncomfortable.

Tang Doudou also stood aside quietly with Xia seventeen.

After leaving the cemetery and returning home, Xia Yanbin didn't want the atmosphere at home to be too dull, which affected everyone's mood, so he proposed to go out for dinner.

Xia seventeen and Tang Doudou naturally have no objection, but they are languid and paralyzed on the sofa. No one moves. Xie Zhihui can't cry or laugh.

At this time, the doorbell suddenly rang, and Tang Doudou yawned: "who can it be..."

"I'll open the door." Xia seventeen went out of the living room and looked at the man standing at the gate. After only one look, he couldn't hide his surprise and ran out.

"Seventeen, who's here?"

Xie Zhihui asked, got up and went out, but her voice suddenly stopped when she saw the man outside.

Staring at the man standing at the door, his mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't speak for a moment.

Innocent walked into the living room from the gate, smiled at several people and said, "Dad, mom, I'm back."

"No, no evil?!"

Xia Yanbin and Xie Zhi as like as two peas, could hardly believe their eyes. The innocence in front of him was no longer the young man in memory. He was taller and more angular in face. But the smile on his eyebrows and eyes was exactly the same as that he did six years ago.

"I, I'm not dreaming..." Xie Zhihui covered her mouth with her hand and looked at the person in front of her incredulously.

Xia Yanbin also had tears in his eyes and his palms were trembling slightly.

At the next moment, Xie Zhihui could not help crying.

"Let you worry. Forgive me for coming home so late."

Innocent walked to the sofa a few steps. Xie Zhihui hurriedly came forward and took his hand. "Let me have a good look at you! Why are you so thin? Are you suffering outside? Have you had a good meal..."

Xia Yanbin and Xie Zhihui were so excited that they were incoherent.

However, Xie Zhihui's sentence "have you had a good meal" said. Innocent eyes were also slightly red. He nodded lightly: "yes."/